Wednesday, November 9, 2011

So we're a few days late (okay, a week) and some of these pictures have already shown up on Facebook, and we still have a camera full of photos from the summer that haven't made it up here, but I just wanted to give a brief report on Halloween.

We had some friends over for dinner and the QB made eye-ball deviled eggs, worm Jell-O salad, and mummy wrap hot dogs.

Then we all went as bats (costumes courtesy of the QB) to the Trunk or Treat at church and some friends of ours manned our trunk while we took the kids around. Our 400 pieces of hand-out candy lasted about 2/3 of the way through the night, but we probably brought that many home in those orange bags.

Sunday night, after a week of candy, candy, candy, and more candy, we dumped the dregs of their bags into a container and while we sat and watched this documentary on the King James Bible, told the boys they could eat what they wanted and then it was all going away.

What remained was a motley assortment of nondescript taffies, hard candies, jaw breakers, bubble gum, and suckers--the undesirables of every Halloween stash, the candy that kids begrudgingly eat when they've already got a gut full of Snickers and Milk Duds and candy corn, the candy they keep pawing through, hoping to find one more Hershey Bar, or Star Burst, or even a pack of Dots--a Tootsie Roll!; the second-class candy of bank teller windows and summer parades. They were sad to see it go, but not terribly sad.

And it has now been scattered to the wind in the final resting ground of unwanted junk food--the break room at work.